this wonderful piece of poetry is sung by Abida Parveen and has been my favorite!!! in an old gramophone record i have heard it in the voice of farida khanam as well but i never found that record again.....but this one is better in every sense........the music and the...

this is very special nazam...........one its my and my dad's favorite.., second i have very unique memories attached with it....!!!! some of these memories are very happy!! i remember my father had it taped from one of his friend long back and it was played on very special days...

An Artist chooses his tools, He chooses his way of expressing his thoughts. An Painter picks up the brush to paint what he sees, A musician uses his instruments to translate his emotions into melody, A singer uses his voice to communicate his feelings, A writer uses his pen to...

Well it ought to be a beautiful verse i have heard today....!!! Ahmed Faraz is a poet par excellence and this gazal has been immortalized by the golden voice of Gulam ali.....!! well since some people complains about all these nazams i have been posting...i might try to explain...

This is a song i have grew up hearing, a song sung by so many people but like all my mind is stuck with the subtle voice of farida khanam singing it and once in a while my dad singing it for us. so its a combination of memories of childhood and teen. since past few years i have...

some Europeans sage
this secret was revealed,
though men endowed with sense,
keep points like this concealed.
Democracy means a mode
to rule the common man :
no doubt, the count the votes,
but conduct do not scan.

well i have no idea about who have written this verse but it just mesmerized me so much........and honestly sometime i feel like this.......a confused entangled web of emotions..........!!!!!!i m writing this for somebody.........because it reminded me of him.....!!!!Shola-e...

i was just reminded by somebody that i can either cry out my heart out in the dead of night or can just close my eyes and sleep peacefully.......i have cried some time i guess so now when still sleep is miles away i want to do something with my brain which is just racking...

i m really very tired right now and i have no idea why i m writting this story which i m sure is not going to make much sense to anybody as i m not in mood to write explaination of all its words......at this moment i need sumthing to divert my mind and suddenly i rememmber this...